It’s a year since I released my debut novella The Office of Dead Letters and anxious readers want to
When we entered the region of the stones, the temperature dropped 10 degrees and we knew we were now
I shuffled forward and accidentally bumped against the bag of the woman in front of me. “Sorry,” I mumbled,
I know I’m not alone when I say that my to-be-read pile hasn’t gotten any smaller over the past ten months. I’ve actually abandoned several novels half way through.
It’s like reading is no longer a pleasure. But why?
Most writers are obsessed with pens, pencils, typewriters, and various other writing implements. I am no exception. I cannot
I’ve updated my Nanowrimo calendar, Nanowrimo spreadsheet, Nanowrimo calculator, and even the Nanowrimo Scrivener template all for 2020.
Annalise woke at the edge of the I-45 to Montana. Dead in a ditch. Again. Not for the first
I open up. I desire. I expire. This is what I do. This is what I have always done.
Friday Flash Fiction: The slippers had been bought in Japan by a travelling aunt who had been everywhere, it seemed, except for Jan’s living room.
Friday Flash Fiction – new flash posted every Friday unless I’m too drunk to remember Just because you didn’t
Nat Newman is an award-winning writer of short stories, content, podcasts, feature articles, ghosstwritten books, drunk text messages and a novella.
Nat Newman is an award-winning writer of short stories, content, podcasts, feature articles, ghost-written books, drunk text messages and a sci-fi novella. Born and raised in Australia, she now calls the universe her home.
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